Wicked Beginning: An Ivy Morgan Mystery Books 1-3 by Lily Harper Hart

Author:Lily Harper Hart [Hart, Lily Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperHart Publications
Published: 2015-12-14T19:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Ivy found the energy to argue for another half hour, and then she dragged Kelly to the bedroom and settled in for the night. After Max and Jack worked to brace the door, Max left Jack with a rueful smile and let Brian drive him back to the bar to reclaim his truck.

Jack didn’t think he could fall asleep. He was keyed up from his Ivy search, and Max’s disastrous attempt to dislodge the woman from his mind. Despite the long odds facing him, though, Jack drifted off within minutes of his head hitting the pillow.

Not long after he woke up, a shuffling sound in the quiet house dragging him from his sleep. He’d stripped out of his jeans and shirt and was only clad in his boxers, but he’d placed his gun on the coffee table just to be on the safe side. He was reaching for it when he heard her voice.

“It’s just me.”

Jack lifted himself up on one elbow and glanced over the arm of the couch, his eyes finding Ivy in the darkness. “What’s wrong, honey?”

“I … .”

“You’re too scared to sleep, aren’t you?”

“I’m not scared,” Ivy grumbled.

Jack sighed and lifted the blanket, gesturing to the spot next to him on the couch. “Come on.”

“You want me to sleep on the couch with you?” Ivy was surprised.

“You’re going to invade my dreams anyway,” Jack said. “You might as well have a shorter route to take.”

Ivy worried her bottom lip with her teeth, unsure. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Isn’t this why you came out here?”

It was, but Ivy had no intention of admitting it. “I was just going to make some warm milk.”

“Come on,” Jack prodded, his voice soft. “Kelly is in the other room. I promise not to molest you when you have a guest.”

Ivy wordlessly closed the distance between them and climbed on the couch, rolling to her side so her sore shoulder wasn’t bearing the brunt of her weight. Jack cuddled up behind her, slipping an arm under her waist on the bottom, and the other over her waist on the top, as he pulled her close.

She smelled like peaches today. The remnants of whatever lotion she’d slathered on clinging to her skin almost a full day later. He inhaled deeply and then rested his head on the pillow next to hers. “Try to sleep, honey.”

“This is a terrible idea, isn’t it?”

“Crawling under a blanket and snuggling up with me? Yes, it’s a terrible idea.”

“Why are you letting me?” Ivy asked seriously.

“Because I can’t bear the thought of letting you go right now,” Jack said. “I wasn’t lying when I said you scared me. I thought … I thought you sacrificed yourself for Kelly. I didn’t know if I’d ever see you again. Now, go to sleep.”

“I know this doesn’t mean anything,” Ivy said. “I’m not trying to pressure you. I’m just … .”

“Scared,” Jack said. He didn’t add what else he was thinking. He didn’t tell her he was starting to believe that every interaction they had meant something.

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